A Merc's Life: Howl of the Carrion King [01]

[Maidhc O Casain]

Chapel Battle - An Abrupt End

The beams and canvas above crash to the floor of the chapel, and only the nimble bard is the only party member to even partyly escape the falling debris; Aodhán raises his arm as if to place his trusty shield between himself and the falling timber, and Houwlou and Harnry are too bemused by the scattering Pugwampis to move quickly.

On the bright side, the impact appears to have been too much for most of the Pugs - there are none left alive in the room and the odd creepy pressure is completely gone.

[sblock=OOC]Since IC is still down I took the liberty of rolling Reflex saves for Harnry and Keeland.

7 points of damage to Houwlou, Aodhán and Harnry; 3 points to Keeland.

The chapel is apparantly clear of enemies for now - care to look around the room, or will you be taking different actions?[/sblock]

 

[Scott DeWar]

Harnrey is narrowly missed by a heavy beam only to be piled upon by a small hill of smaller debis. As the cloud of dust settles, coughing can be heard from where the wizard waas standing, a hand reaches out from the ple as he tries to lift away the his 'confinement' *cough cough*

"after all that toruble, there had better be some treasure these things had. I HATE Pugwumpis!"

 

[renau1g]

Aodhán pulls himself out of the rubble, shaking the dust off and looking around for more enemies. Seeing none, he helps his allies get free, lifting beams or other debris off them as appropriate. Aodhán first checks them over for any broken bones or other injuries then will go about to finding the corpses of the enemies, just to be sure.

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

The Abhac's examination of his peers reveals that no one suffered broken bones or other potentially permanently disabling effects - bruises and lacerations enough to be very painful, though.

Aodhán finds the bodies of seven Pugwampis, plus that of the slightly oversized leader, in addition to those corpses left from the first brief fight. The regular Pugs' gear is pretty much worthless, but the King is wearing a tiny breastplate of decent make, and his warhammer appears to be of above average quality.

[sblock=OOC]Quite a bit of rubble to sift through here, and the altar at the north end of the room to be examined. It's deep twilight outside and quite dark in the chapel now, outside the edges of Keeland's light cantrip.[/sblock]

 

[Scott DeWar]

OOC: are these creatures small or tiny, just out of curiosity?

Harnrey twists and turns a bit, his bones snapping back in place, still none too fun to expirence. he then heads over to the alter, carefully picking his way around the rummbe to get to it.

 

[renau1g]

Aodhán will go to work healing the wounded.

[sblock=OOC]
Can you please roll for me Mowgli:
Channel Energy (3/5 left):
1d6 = x
1d6 = x
1d6 = x
[/sblock]

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

OOC: are these creatures small or tiny, just out of curiosity?

Harnrey twists and turns a bit, his bones snapping back in place, still none too fun to expirence. he then heads over to the alter, carefully picking his way around the rummbe to get to it.

They are tiny.

Aodhán will go to work healing the wounded.

[sblock=OOC]
Can you please roll for me Mowgli:
Channel Energy (3/5 left):
1d6 = x
1d6 = x
1d6 = x
[/sblock]

6 and 3 for the first two for a total of 9 healing - which should have everyone back to full, so you can save the last one . . .

 

[Leif]

Houwlou Groulenas

Houwlou sulks disgustedly, thinking about how much trouble those blasted little pugs were.

"Thanks, Aodhán, for the healing. At least something has gone right today."

[sblock=stat block, Houwlou]
Houwlou Groulenas - Male Olcán Ranger 1
Initiative: +1, Perception: +8(?)(+2 more smell/sound,+2 more vs. undead),
Longsword, +5 att, 1d8+3
Javelin, +2 att, 1d6+3
Low Light Vision 60'
AC: 17 (4Chain Shirt + 2Lg. Shield + 1Dex);FF16;T11
Fort:+2 | Ref:+3 | Will:+4
HP: 21/21
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[Scott DeWar]

"Ac tually, look on the bright side. we may have discovered the reason for the shutting down of this monistary, the bastard pugwumpis. They seemed to have a rather nasty habit of bringing about disister around them.. This time their own aura of disaster has been brought down about them selves. " His voice echos as he heads closer to the alter.

 

[Leif]

Houwlou Groulenas

"You call that a BRIGHT SIDE, Harnrey? You must live in a world of perpetual midnight!" The Olcán gives the wizard a toothy grin and a chuckle/friendly growl.

[sblock=stat block, Houwlou]
Houwlou Groulenas - Male Olcán Ranger 1
Initiative: +1, Perception: +8(?)(+2 more smell/sound,+2 more vs. undead),
Longsword, +5 att, 1d8+3
Javelin, +2 att, 1d6+3
Low Light Vision 60'
AC: 17 (4Chain Shirt + 2Lg. Shield + 1Dex);FF16;T11
Fort:+2 | Ref:+3 | Will:+4
HP: 21/21
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